coffee shop chatter
At the coffee shop, I overheard some folks chatting about islands. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. ‘Did you hear about that easement deal?
Crazy stuff!’ someone mentioned. I chuckled quietly, knowing my situation was similar. That agreement tied things up neat and tight.
Amy was navigating through that, no doubt. I finished my coffee, feeling the buzz of conversations around me as the island’s reality seeped into whispers.
